Alkaholiks Killin` It Lyrics

Killin` It Lyrics

[Tash]

 Ahh, ahh

 I be killin it (why Tash?) cause I be feelin it

 I get money so no need for stealin it

 I work diligent beneath the Earth's soil

 where I write rhymes so fresh it's like I wrapped my styles in foil

 But I sit at home and boil spicy rum when it's freezing

 Cause I from the Likwid crew where we got drinks for every season

 Maybe that's the reason why I live high all July

 And the place I buy my beer is callin in for more supply

 Maybe not, maybe so, maybe yes, maybe no

 Maybe niggaz got some friends that wanna battle for some dough

 If you know somebody holla, cause I take those extra dollars

 Split that shit with J and Swift, buy a ninety-six Impala

 and lace it with the deez out my own stack of cheese

 Get a extra flossy floss and toss King Tee the keys

 and say, 'Nigga that's yours, cause you opened up doors

 Before Tha Liks had a deal, you had a nigga on tour

 So God bless ya, never let this rap pressure test ya

 You know who got your back when them other niggaz sweat ya'

 So check uno dos while I roast this coast a toast

 When it comes to beats and rhymes, you know who got the most

 I be killin it (killin it) killin it (killin it)

 Tha Liks rock that shit that have all ya niggaz feelin it

 Killin it (killin it) killin it (killin it)

 J-Ro is up next to flow

 

 [J-Ro]

 Dat's me

 I be killin it (killin it) when I be feelin it

 Got rum in my cup, best believe I won't be spillin it

 Yo Xzibit (whattup Ro) I got to know

 Do I got that Likwid flow (oh fo' sho') well here I go

 Mida, mida, down the barrel of my heater

 I torch ya, then skeet out in my Porsche two-seater

 I'm from the home of rattlesnakes and golden bears

 And Astro-vans with swivel chairs hoes come in pairs

 Plus, makin money's in my genes

 That's why I got money in my jeans, I got a cravin

 My mind craves the knowledge, my pockets crave the cash

 My mouth craves the brew, and my Johnson craves the ass

 Who's on blast, Tha Liks baby, don't twist it

 Just rock it, got your girl's number in my change pocket

 What's her name Stella, if she's on me kinda hella

 Voulez-vous coucher avec moi? is what I tell her

 I get freaky like Friday, why dey, try to get loose

 Wack MC's are like ?brown guts?, they have no use

 I just got off the court, where I was whoopin some cats

 in basketball, here's a question that I have to ask y'all

 Who be killin it, is it the ladies?

 Who be killin it, is it the fellas?

 Who be killin it, is it the b-boys?

 Who be killin it, is it the gangsters?

 Who be killin it, is it the rastas?

 Who be killin it, killin it, killin it, killin it...

 

 [Xzibit]

 See I be killin it, yeah, when I be feelin it

 This is dedicated to the niggaz that be stealin shit

 Straight from the bottom of my black-ass heart

 The untamed feel no shame, on top of the game

 Mr. Big Bad Insane, black John McClane

 Look listen and learn, you only get what you earn

 So I'ma hustle like fuck regardless, watch my smoke

 Go straight for the throat, we known for rockin the boat

 It's hard to find like the grade A shit, with no cuts

 Tryin to stack like King Tut, and still bang the microphone up

 Demandin, clear lane for crash landin

 If anything I'm guaranteed to be the Last Man Standing

 Pick a number motherfucker whassup?

 The circumstance make you shit in your pants, and we advance

 as an avalanche of soul, and everything that shine ain't gold

 Just cause niggaz got brew don't make em nickel proof

 My record contract reads hit man for hire

 Xzibit showin grace under fire

 Tha Alkaholiks killin it (killin it) killin it (killin it)

 [Tash] Tha Liks rock that shit that have all y'all niggaz feelin it

 [Xzibit]

 Once again, feelin it

 Killin it (killin it) drillin it (drillin it)

 What, yeah, bring it live with the... yeah

 Feelin it (feelin it) killin it (killin it)

 Like this

 [Tash] Party down, party down, party down!

 [Xzibit] Bringin it live once again, yeah, cause I be killin it

 (What, stabbin it, beatin it, yeah)

 [Tash] Y'all niggaz ain't heard no shit like this out the West coast

 [J-Ro] Say what, wha-what, wha-what what?

 I say what, wha-what, wha-what what?  It's the likwid crew

 [Tash] We be killin it, uhh, cause we be feelin it...

 [J-Ro] Say what, say what, say what wha-what wha-what what?